Xu Changsheng did not expect that Lu Xiangyang would come to report to the officials. In his opinion, anyone who engages in such activities as forcing girls into prostitution is very taboo about interacting with officials.
"Xu Changsheng! You two arbitrarily entered other people's mansions and killed other people's servants. Can you plead guilty?" The leader, Mr. Meng, looked at Xie Wule and the two of them. His thick eyebrows made him look righteous.
"Brother Xie, the people here are from the government. We must not act rashly, otherwise we will cause unnecessary trouble." Xu Changsheng picked up the items on the ground and handed them back to Xie Wule, holding down Xie Wule's sword-drawing hand with one hand and said seriously.
That's right. The government represents the current imperial court. No matter how prominent your family background is or your status in the martial arts world, you cannot challenge the majesty of the imperial court! To put it simply, even the 'Martial Arts Leader' who was the best in martial arts was canonized by the imperial court.
Xie Wule has a blood feud with the imperial court. Is it possible that only they can kill me and not me? Even if so many people come to the opponent today, even if I am not their opponent, I will not take a step back! But at this moment, he was stopped by Xu Changsheng. He was very unwilling and his voice was hoarse: "Are we just going to be manipulated by others like this?"
Lu Xiangyang looked at Xie Wule gnashing his teeth and felt very happy. Master Meng had already been bribed by him before he came here. Regardless of whether Xu Changsheng and the others admit guilt or not, they have to go to the government to drink a pot today.
"We plead guilty!" Xu Changsheng still held his hand tightly, shook his head, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Xie, believe me!" After hearing this, Xie Wule did not persist any longer.
What the hell? Is this the end? Are you just going to accept your fate? No, no. Show off your momentum this morning! Don't be so boring, okay? Lu Xiangyang looked at the three people being taken away and shouted in his heart.
"Mr. Meng, wait." Lu Xiangyang looked at them who were about to leave and shouted.
I almost forgot that the woman next to me is Miss Zhuang from Jinyu Tower. She is indeed beautiful: "Mr. Meng, what happened today has nothing to do with that woman. Please let him go."
Lu Xiangyang bowed his hand in a graceful manner. It was very worthwhile for Miss Zhuang to enjoy it herself first and then sell it.
Master Meng turned around and frowned, and said sternly: "Are you questioning my judgment?"
Lu Xiangyang was stunned, "Okay, okay!" This is not what you looked like when you took my money. Although he was very angry, he was from the government after all. I can only swallow my anger and say: "I don't dare."
After Mr. Meng left with the people, Lu Xiangyang jumped up: "What a fool, you took my money and still put on airs in front of me, you are really stupid!"
"Don't let me look at you when you are alone, otherwise I won't treat you, I won't treat you..." Lu Xiangyang's voice became smaller and smaller. He had been wise all his life, but he didn't expect to suffer the loss of being mute today. Fortunately, Xu Changsheng and the others were captured, so they didn't have an easy time.
Lu Xiangyang also left, but he couldn't be happy when he thought about being scolded again when he went back.
In a mansion.
Lord Meng sat in front of the hall and stared at Xu Changsheng in front of him: "Fortunately, it was me who Lu Xiangyang found, otherwise what do you think you can do? Kill all the officers and soldiers surrounding you? Don't forget, today The laws are no longer what they used to be!”
"Uncle Meng, I believe Xu Changsheng didn't mean it. Just stop scolding him." Zhuang Yishuang looked at the scolded Xu Changsheng with heartache and begged.
Master Meng looked at Zhuang Yishuang with a smile: "Yishuang, please leave him alone, today I will teach him a lesson for his father!" When he looked back at Xu Changsheng, he returned to his stern look before.
Xu Changsheng looked unconcerned no matter what he said: "Did you take money from him?" Xu Changsheng knew what a money-grubbing person Mr. Meng was.
When Mr. Meng was told this, his face turned red: "You're talking nonsense! And now I'm talking to you about business."
Seeing Master Meng's tail being stepped on, Xu Changsheng smiled secretly: "Just take the money, it's not a big deal."
Master Meng nodded sheepishly: "It's true that I accepted it, but the most important thing is not to hear that it was you who caused the trouble?"
"No, I'm telling you something serious. Don't make any detours for me, kid." Master Meng realized that he was being led by Xu Changsheng, and suddenly reacted and said seriously.
"Okay." Xu Changsheng also became serious: "Shuang'er, you go back to the room first."
Zhuang Yishuang nodded obediently and retreated.
Xu Changsheng then took out a seal from his arms: "What do you think this is?"
This seal was discovered by Xu Changsheng when he was helping Xie Wule pick up something. He had heard his father talk about it when he was a child, but he was not sure about it, so he secretly put it in his arms.
The word "thank you" poked his eyes. Mr. Meng suddenly stood up from the chair, took the seal and looked at it carefully, and said in an excited voice: "Where did you come from for this seal?" Got it?"
"If I admit it correctly, it is really the identity token of the Holy Spirit's personal guard." Master Meng touched the side of the seal with his fingers for a while. There were six engravings in total, and there was a mist in his eyes: "This is the token of the Sixth Secret Guard Liu Changqing. !”
"The current owner of this token is still locked up by you."
"What's that person's name?" When the imperial city fell, the secret guards were ordered to take away the prince and King Bai Bin's daughter in times of danger. Could it be that the person I am imprisoning is the prince? Master Meng's hands trembled with excitement.
"The surname is Xie and the given name is Wule."
"Boring, boring."
Tears welled up in Mr. Meng's eyes, and an unstable seal fell. He was so excited that he seemed to want to tell the world immediately: "The prince is still alive! The Xie family is not dead yet! Da'an is not dead yet!"
"But this world is no longer the Xie family's world..." Mr. Meng thought that he had become indifferent, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't let go. He fell to his knees and burst into tears.
"No, no, Meng Wenchu, are you confused? Your Highness is still in prison, why don't you let him out quickly?" Meng Wenchu stumbled to his feet.
In the dungeon.
Xie Wule was sitting alone in the corner, looking at the cell door in front of him and murmuring, recalling that Xu Changsheng was called away not long after he came in: "I don't know what happened to Brother Xu and the others."
While Xie Wule was thinking, suddenly the cell door was opened, and Master Meng walked in. Behind him was Xu Changsheng.
"Wei Chen, Meng Wenchu, the Minister of Household Affairs, has met His Highness."
"Xu Changsheng, the son of former general Xu Hongcai, has met His Highness."
Xie Wule looked at the two people who suddenly knelt down in front of him and was a little at a loss. He looked at Xu Changsheng: "Brother Xu, what is this?"
Xu Changsheng was still kneeling on the ground with his head lowered: "Xu Changsheng cannot bear to be called such by His Highness."
Meng Wenchu took out the seal, lowered his head and raised his hands above his head: "Your Highness, this is Lord Liu's token."
When Xie Wule saw that it was Uncle Liu's stamp in his luggage, he took it and asked in confusion: "Why is this here with you?"
"My subordinate Xu Changsheng did something without authorization. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"
"You two, please don't call me Your Highness." Xie Wule sat in the hall and it took him a while to sort out the matter. He was confused by the two calling His Highness one after another.
Xu Changsheng and Xu Changsheng said in unison: "I don't dare."
Xie Wule said with a black line: "Then you two sit down first."
"Thank you, Your Highness." The two of them stood up and sat on both sides.
Xie Wule suddenly thought of something: "How can you two be sure that I am the prince?"
There was silence in the room for a while.
Yes, how can I be so sure that Xie Wule belongs to the prince? Just with a token? What if he picked up the token and his surname happened to be Xie? No matter what, it's a mistake anyway.
"I saw that Your Highness is so wise and powerful, just like the Emperor back then, and his appearance is very similar to the Emperor, so I naturally recognized him." Meng Wenchu didn't blush and covered up his fault without a beating heart. .
Xu Changsheng, who was opposite him, was amazed.
A few days later.
Xie Wule and Xu Changsheng said goodbye to Meng Wenchu, while Zhuang Yishuang stayed at his house to wait for Xu Changsheng.
Xie Wule and the two walked to a fork in the road.
"Brother Xie, we will say goodbye here. Please take care of yourself."
Xie Wule spent a day explaining the pros and cons to the two of them, and Xu Changsheng also changed his title to Brother Xie.
"Brother Xu, too."
Xu Changsheng saluted farewell to Xie Wule and left on horseback.
Xie Wule led the injured white horse, his steps a little more firm, which was the expectation of his old minister.
"We sincerely request Your Highness to restore Da'an! I will follow Your Highness to the death."
Sooner or later, Xie Wule will point his sword at the court. Now the most troublesome problem has been somewhat improved.
Xu Changsheng came here to contact many hidden officials. Meng Wenchu stayed here to give everyone a place to go, and at the same time took over the disappearance case investigated by Xu Changsheng.
Before reviving Da'an, Xie Wule still needs to increase his strength. The fastest way to enhance your strength is to discuss with experts from all walks of life.
In an inn, Xie Wule opened his eyes. He asked Xu Changsheng for his mental method for cultivating internal strength. Although he was on the road these days, he had been practicing according to his mental method, but he had not seen any results.
"It's so difficult to practice this mental method?" Xie Wule said to himself. This result was a bit difficult to accept. After all, he didn't have much time.
With a sigh, Xie Wule paid the room fee, took the white horse and continued on the road.
There are several big characters "Zuilong Village" engraved on the stone tablet on the roadside.
The sky is dark and the spring rain is falling. Xie Wule quickened his pace, and it seemed that he had to use someone else to hide for a while.
An old woman sat in front of the door, looking at the delicate new leaves of the plants in the yard that were decorated with extra bright green by the rain.
"What are you thinking about?" An old man with a Chinese character suddenly appeared next to him.
The old woman still looked at the new leaves, with some doubts in her tone: "I had a dream last night. In the dream, I was very young and beautiful, sitting in a palace. It was so real, as if it really happened. ." The old woman looked down at her wrinkled hands, feeling even more confused.
The old man with a Chinese-shaped face looked heartbroken, and gently stroked the old woman's back with his hand. The old woman fell asleep in his arms and said softly: "Of course it's true, you are so beautiful."
The old man carried the old woman back into the house, gently placed her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt. He closed the door and walked out, looking at the horizon: "Is it almost time?"
